Expectations can be lethal.
Sure...
No one has ever actually DIED of an unmet unexpectation
but I do believe that a rogue expectation is
mighty capable of slaughtering determination, motivation, & even passion.
But Expectations will always be seen as innocent,
because they are... until they meet FAILURE.
Failure is forever seen as the evil culprit.
But I blame those dern expectations.
Let me tell you about Coconut Cream Pies.
Looks pretty glorious doesn't it?
You can say it ...
I know it's true.
But then you slice it open...
And it looks...
well....
slightly less glorious.
I had expectations for this pie.
Expectations that the custard would be silky.
...That it would hold up under the terrible heavy weight
of whipped cream.
My expectations were dashed.
But I'm not done.
Oh no.
Not by far.
Let me tell you about Pistachio Mousse.
Looks gourmet, yes?
I know it does.
It's beautiful people!
But once again...
Cut this sucker open & alas
You realize the mousse layer is
quite like a sponge rather than mousse!
I had such hopes for that mousse.
I thought it would be
fluffy
silky
so much less... firm..... and gelatinous.
*shudder*
In this instance, my expectations
really really let me down.
But ...
whenever your expectations meet failure &
they decide to have an unnatural, disturbing romance
all over your dreams
& you just want to sit on the floor of your destroyed kitchen & cry
You just have to persevere.
Salvage whatever you can of the failure.
Remember it's a learning experience
& it is not a horrendous waste.
... take a deep breath
disinfect your countertops of failure
scrape your pie plate of expectations
& wipe your dreams clean of their dirty dirty romance.
& Keep on trying :)
